
SMILE
Beautiful woman, your playful laughter rises
like a futile sound that makes no echo
in the haughty heart connected
to those innocent and silent smiles
bestowing joy, or to those other souls
that cover grief with silence,
and those that perish secretly
in ancient yellowed images
and though they hardly smile at all
they yet shine deep in silenced eyes
like dark reflections spreading in the dusk
in the forlornness of the sea